The 80's and the Danny Boyle Moments of Hindi Cinema
Growing up in the sub-continent and that too in a difficult city in Eastern UP (Uttar Pradesh) it was/will always be difficult to miss the subtle undercurrents that blows through cities, societies, towns and the villages. Class, caste, disparity, religion and the simple existence of everyday life remains a challenge. Always judgmental and willing to tow the line it becomes difficult after a point and even starts to become a state of mind. I remember for the longest time it was hard to make people understand that I was not a Baniya (a trading community in India) just because my surname ended with a Gupta. Infact, it was even more difficult to make them understand that I was myself unsure of my caste and was pretty much happy in being just a random teenager with a Bong mother tongue. The scarcity of the 70's and the 80's further added to the pangs of staying in a small city. Both parents being in academics and me in further ignominy of being always handed limited dole as pocket